"Alert! Laser lock detected and no escape! ”

"The ejection cockpit can't get out of the scope of laser attacks!"

"The laser shield has been automatically opened!"

[Snowflakes] transformed into a shield form again, but this time it was already broken in an instant, and the huge energy hit the "Fighting God" in the middle, smashing Qiming into the corner of the training center.

"Alarm, impact buffered, energy consumption is more than half."

"Alert, armor coating damaged, estimated repair time: 3 minutes 00 seconds"

"Alarm, the main ejector is damaged, the dorsal armor is partially damaged."

A series of sirens sounded, the entire cockpit turned red, and the octahedron in front of him pulsed like a heartbeat, turning from golden to scarlet full of danger.

The figure of the gray mecha in mid-air reappeared vaguely in Qiming's vision, and the barrel of the cannon raised by the guy was still facing him.

The brain is ethereal.

The violent impact also affected the divine sensory system, and Qiming's breathing was short, and his consciousness was a little trance-like.

You can't throw in the towel.

When all the touches were gone, only this thought became clearer than ever.

The gray mech floats condescendingly in the air, judging the insignificant Enlightenment like a god.

Completely instinctive, Qiming raised his left arm.

"A life-and-death crisis has been detected, and the lock of the prohibitive-level weapon has been lifted."

"100% adaptation has been achieved, and Yuanli access is underway."

Yuan Dan ran wildly, and the huge left arm armor of the "God of Fighting" twisted and recycled like a transformer, turning from a simulated slender arm into a short and thick stable cannon barrel.

In the center of the barrel, a small armband is lit.

Brilliant meteors pierced the night sky.

From the bottom to the top.

Qiming's raised arm bloomed into a slender blue trajectory, piercing through the mecha in front of him, breaking through the enchantment blocked in the center, and lighting up to the sky.

Special weapon, [White Night Starwalking].

Wave-particle radiation is the main prohibition level.

The seventh generation of mechs, the true core.

This blow hollowed out everything for him.

"Alarm, energy is running out, neural access is about to be lifted, three, two,......"

The "God of Fighting" and the broken gray mecha fell together, and in front of the warehouse door, Lu Chenglin hooked the corners of his mouth with a crazy face.

……

The matter of the drone armor was uploaded layer by layer as first-level intelligence, but the power of the prohibited-level weapon was suppressed.

Yang Yunqing was deeply aware of the significance of this thing, and directly decided not to reveal the equipment of the 'Fighting God' to anyone.

As for what the sudden appearance of the drone mecha and the mecha center enchantment that happened to be out of control mean, he also didn't say much about it.

He can become this principal, not because he is strong enough, but because his heart is black enough.

He wants the Military Martial Arts Academy to continue to stand, to maintain its independence from the government and the three major forces, and to use everything that can be used.

The information in his hand was torn apart, and Yang Yunqing looked out the window, his eyes uncertain.

……

Outside the window, the sound of artillery fire could be heard in the distance, and the small ward was deserted.

"Enlightenment! What do you think? ”

When Wang Jingteng came to the ward, Qiming had already taken off his hospital gown and changed into his clothes.

"Director, how is my mech?"

"Don't worry! If you are injured at work, the college will give you a good repair and hand it over to you. ”

Qiming was slightly relieved.

"I finally got the mecha, why don't you go back to the Night Dragon's Lair?" Qian Zhiqiang sat next to Qiming on the hospital bed, as if he had made old friends for many years.

Qiming shook his head: "Hongying is in retreat, and he doesn't know anyone when he goes back." Besides, showing off to her, am I tired of being alive! ”

Wang Jingteng smiled. said yes, Hongying's own mecha was not found, who knew what he would do when he saw Qiming.

"And what are you going to do today?"

"Go back to the dormitory to practice. By the way, Director, this piece of yang stone will be returned to you. Opening the star wheel, Qiming handed Wang Jingteng a high-grade yang stone.

Wang Jingteng's eyes were about to fall to the ground.

"High Sunstone?!! Where did you get the high yang stone?? ”

This is not something that can be bought with money!

The energy contained is so huge that it can even be used directly to heal wounds on the battlefield! No matter how many injuries you have!

Even if it is the military, it is only used by the elite troops of the pioneer army!

"Polar pickup."

Wang Jingteng was in a trance.

Picked up?

Is the polar region so easy to mix now?

A child in the second-stage realm, no, the third-stage realm, can pick up the yang stone by casually going in??

"Keep it! The little I gave you is worthless. After the knotted Yuan Dan, you will immediately build a bridge and quench your bones, and when you burn money, you can use it yourself.

However, I suggest that you exchange it for low-grade yang stone and then burn it, your utilization rate is not high, low-grade is enough, and you can earn a lot by exchanging high-grade for low-grade. ”

Qiming didn't insist: "Then I'll use it first." You need to find me again. ”

Wang Jingteng shook his head, this child is young and has experienced too much.

"Don't practice today. Do you know what day it is? ”

"Days?"

"January 26, 2142 AD, the traditional Chinese New Year's Eve in Kyushu."

Qi Ming suddenly seemed to have heard the master talk about this day, a rare time of the year when he could add food.

So, he thought that the sound of artillery fire was a celebration of this holiday?

Wang Jingteng took out two lunch boxes and handed one to Qiming: "The people of Kyushu in our era had to set off fireworks and eat dumplings during the New Year. Come, together. ”

Qiming looked at the dumplings in the lunch box, and his heart was full of indescribable feelings.

He showed weakness in front of Wang Jingteng and pretended to cry in order to deceive Yang Shi, but this teacher didn't seem to be fooled.

Wang Jingteng sat beside him, took out a bottle of wine out of nowhere and poured it for the two of them.

"Adulthood, take a sip."

Qiming has seen this kind of thing, it is regarded as a top luxury in the wasteland, and he is a little dazed in his hand: "Aren't you going home?" ”

Family?

Wang Jingteng smiled bitterly, how could he have any home.

"Since the day of the Nova Cataclysm, there has been no reunion in this world. My family barely managed to escape the catastrophe.

The husband and wife finally dragged their daughter into the newly established security realm, and the wife also died of an overdose of the demon god's poison.

Later, my daughter went to the polar regions with me and died under the attack of Snake Tail City. In the world, I am alone. ”

Qiming looked at the blankness in Wang Jingteng's eyes, took a sip of the wine in the glass, and the spicy feeling stimulated him to cough secretly.

Wang Jingteng sneered: "The third-stage Yuan martial artist, if he marries the Yuan Dan, he can be regarded as entering the house, and he is spicy like this by a sip of wine, he is really a child." ”

While laughing, his voice trembled a little.

"When Lao Tzu drank for the first time, he was the same as you kid."

Nova Cataclysm, the end of the world, the world has changed dramatically in just one year. When his daughter died, Wang Jingteng couldn't stand the blows one after another, and the whole person was in a daze, and he almost left with his daughter.

It was Principal Kong who stopped him on the rooftop.

It was also such a Chinese New Year's Eve, Principal Kong handed him a box of dumplings, but the cold face that killed all sides on the battlefield was crooked and squinted, full of kindness to him.